Social Alien

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Although I have the same flesh and bones and blood as others of my kind, I stand alone. I got no friend, and if I did none of them would understand me. I barely comprehend what I am myself. I’m alienated from the rest of this world. I’ve tried to walk up to people and introduce myself, but the words never form. It’s a good thing I enjoy my own company. I ponder whether I was born the same flesh and bones of those walking past me each day. If I wasn’t from this planet, it would explain a lot more to me than the alternative that I was never meant to belong. The thoughts keep racing and I have no one to share my concerns with. I can play both sides for as long as I want and get no where. I see people pass me and I don’t feel anything towards them. I can’t feel what they feel under their skin. I can’t feel my blood pump around my own body most of the time anyways.

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